Hemlock hiding
in the gorge
Spring seeping
Needled twigs
Greening.
Abandoned nest
Waxing light
Fledglings soar
Summer’s dawning.
Moon summoned
by tides
blossoming
pearl loosing
golden pollen.
Sun slipping low
bittersweet change
abrupt reversal
flips flaming
orange round.
Postscript: I think the young hemlock tree demonstrates how the waxing of the light has been accomplished before the summer solstice and before summer begins. The pines are raining needles, the maples spiral wings – both will transform; some enriching the earth. Others will sleep away three seasons in rich moist ground until next spring…
At the solstice:
Gratitude for Greening –
For every tree and plant.
For every bird who sings…
For the sun’s golden light
For Refuge in the forest
For flowing river waters.
For flower fragrant nights.